☀️SUNREI POETRY☀️

the magic of reparenting the inner child little me would look at now me all wide-eyed, gap-toothed grin, mind full of wonder and marvel...

what healing my inner fledgling looks like When everything was falling apart, from my rug-city of toy cars to my parents' arranged...

trying to retain softness in a world of harshness a puppy on a red cushion This heart of mine is s o f t like the crimson cushion I sit...